'78: The Blizzard of '78

One ten year old was found after three weeks
In a snowdrift ten feet from his door
Some fell asleep in their cars and awakened no more
25 people died shoveling snow
Have that done by somebody you hate
166 looters arrested, but wait
I spent the blizzard of '78
On a commune in Northern Vermont
With all the Isaac Asimov anybody could want
Music was very much not allowed
So we we said «Hey kids, let’s start a band»
Proof that Ganesh loves us
There was no tape deck at hand
The first band I’d had was called «One and a Half»
We were a duo, technically
So if Tonto’s Expanding Head Band was a band
So were we
I spent the blizzard of '78
On a commune in Northern Vermont
With all the Ursula Le Guin any body could want
I played guitar, Chris played tin cans
Caroline played tambourine
Chris was 11, Caroline 12, I 13
We called ourselves «the Black Widows»
We weren’t the last nor the first
But we were almost certainly by far the worst
We made the Cramps sound orchestral
That’s an achievement, I guess
As for rehearsal
We made the Shaggs sound like Yes
I spent the blizzard of '78
On a commune in Northern Vermont
With all the Roger Zelazny anybody could want
It was hell